Sam's POV

Dean and Abby's deep and even breaths filled the motel room. I looked at the time 10:34 pm I sighed heavily, while sitting besides Dean. I rubbed my eyes, yawning. I stood up and took my laptop out, opening it and searching for hunts. I couldn't concentrate, I just kept thinking about Abby. She is so young, parents death in this age? and having no other family? at least I had Dean and Dad..I got up, salted the windows and the doors. I shut down my laptop and walked over to the kitchenette, pulling out a beer from the fridge,I didn't feel like drinking anything, laying down on the bed, pulling the covers to my stomach and before I even knew I was in a deep sleep.

I jolted awake by sounds of sheets rustling, I looked at the time 6:12 am I looked to my left and saw Abby tossing and turning on the bed, beads of sweat covering her face and she kept whispering No again and again, not wanting to wake up Dean, I got up being quite the whole time and shook Abby's shoulder lightly.

"Abby? Abby wake up" I whispered, shaking her shoulder slightly. She didn't budge. She clutched to my shirt, while trying to hide herself in me, I hugged her back, whispering comforts in her ear and rubbing soothing circles on her back. She jolted awake.
"NONONONONONO, MOM?! DAD?! " She cried out, waking Dean from his sleep.

"Hey everything ok? He said, getting up and looking around for threats, his actions alerted, in the room. Typical Dean I thought mentally shaking my head.

"Shhhh, its ok Abby, you're safe, its only us. just a nightmare" I whispered, separating from her little bit, she looked at me with groggy eyes, to see if I was lying or not, while tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Dad?" my heart clenched at that.

"Yes Abby, now go to sleep I'm here everything's ok" Clearly it's not, why am I lying?

"'K" she slurred while clinging to me.

"Sam"

"Yes Dean?"

"If you're done being a girl, You can go ahead and sleep you know " I rolled my eyes.

"Shut up bitch"

"Jerk" smiling a little.

"Okay then.." I said while gently laying Abby back on the bed, covering her with the blanket, and then laying besides Dean.

Abby's POV

This time, Sam and Dean's arguing woke me up from deep sleep. Wait where am I again?..riigghht. Mom and Dad are dead, and I have no one. No reason to live. Shut up Abby.

"-Dean? I won't let you die!"

"Sam, if you screw with the deal you could DIE and I'm not letting that happen again! Not on my watch! I'm supposed to protect you!

"So what?! So its not the other way around? You're supposed to protect me but I'm not?! What kind of rule is that Dean! what am I supposed to do?! watch you die for me and take a one way ticket to hell-"

"Sam! Stop OK! end of discussion."

"But Dean-" Sam started.

"No I mean it! Now get of your ass and go get breakfast." I heard Sam grumbled and the motel door slamming. Hard.
I fell asleep after that, pretty easily, considering the thoughts swirling around my mind. What deal? What does Sam mean by HELL? And what did Dean mean by "not letting that happen again"? Did Sam already died before? Whatever is happening, I'm gonna figure it out tomorrow. Next time I came to, it was light out and Sam was shaking me-

"Abby?"

"Hmm" I replied sleepily

"Come on kiddo wake up, you gotta eat something."

"I'm not hungry." I grumbled, turning away from Sam.

"Abby please." said Sam, with a sad tone. It's your fault Abby, don't you see? My freaking brain spoke up.

"No no no how is it my fault?" I whispered. Pain short through my abdomen and I groaned, clutching my stomach. Oh god what the hell?

"Abby? Abby what's wrong?" Sam said panicking.

"Hurts" I whimpered, clutching my abdomen. God Abby why are you being so weak?

"Dean?" I heard Sam called.

"What happened? is Abby ok?" Dean said with panic in his voice. A wave of nausea passed through me, my head was pounding and I felt light-headed. Bile rised up in my throat, I practically ran to the bathroom, kneeling down and throwing up in the toilet, I felt somebody holding up my hair, while I heaved into the toilet as there was nothing much left in my stomach.

"Damn it" I cursed, holding my shoulder.

"Abby? Abby what hurts?"

"My shoulder" I said with gritted teeth.

"hey hey its ok, breath through it" Sam stated. The pain finally subsided.

"Oh god I feel so awful" I croaked, my throat felt like sandpaper.

"'Cause you have fever kiddo" Sam pointed out while feeling my forehead. Propped up against the bathroom wall, I felt a wash cloth pressed to my forehead and opened my eyes slightly, Dean smiled softly as he wiped my face with a wash cloth.

"Thanks" I sighed in relief.

"Think you can make it to the bed?" Sam asked. I nodded. I pushed myself up, the movement jarring my shoulder, I bit back a moan, swaying a little bit, my head pounding and almost shivering, Sam and Dean almost carried me back to the bed. I didn't wanted to feel weak but what can I do? They were practically being mother-hens right now and honestly it helped since Mom and Dad..No don't think about that Abby not now. Sam handed me some pills, while he threw a blanket over me. I took the pills down with water in one gulp and laid back down. The second my head hit the pillow, I fell in to a not-so comfortable sleep.

Screw you destiny.

Hey guys! Whew finally done with chapter 4! I know Iknow its short but there are more chapters coming up! Keep tuning in! THANKS XD